Naofumi was walking down the dirt pathway with Raphtalia, after Naofumi was accused of doing aweful things to Malty, and being stripped of his armour abd money. Everyone in the streets were scared and whispered about him. He was on his way back to the castle for his money. He was not looking forward to seeing any of the other heroes or the king, after being accused.

Raphtalia looks around, the young womans tail wagging slightly, growing hungry, her sword safely holstered.

He makes a quick pitstop to get Raphtalia some food, when he sees two guys arguing behind the stall, both around the same age, his age. And you, one wearing a coat with the hood up was there, and he could see fluffy ears peaking out of your hood, and a fluffy tail, the tip only just seeable. And the sharp canines you have like a wolfs. A demi-human, like Raphtalia.

“Sandwich please.” He says gruffly to the owner before staring at you, the two of your stopping arguing to stare at him, and he notices the large wolf standing by your side with bright white fur.

“Sorry we don’t serve criminals.” The man says coldly hearing of the rumours, that he had no clue actually weren’t true.